Monday, January 31, 2011

Snowflakes...each and every one of them. They make my heart pound faster and always bring a smile to my face.

My hubby...The look on his face when he made his first Internet jiggystick sale...adorable! You could say he was gettin' Jiggy with it!

Satellite radio...Listening to long lost songs whose lyrics lie completely dormant in your mind somewhere. Do you remember Raper's Delight by Sugarhill Gang? Suddenly I do, "i said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you don't stop"

The boys...friends of the teenager. Apparently they text him days in advance to reserve an invitation to hang at our house on Friday nights. We seem to be the Kool-Aid house. It's probably my own fault, I always have freshly baked cookies ready as they walk in the door. They are great kids!

White Chocolate Toffee Caramel Popcorn...available at a Kiosk in the mall...it's divine!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Something big happened over the holidays that I've been meaning to tell you. Baby Steps were taken...quite literally led by the grand baby herself. On Christmas Eve, Olivia came to stay the night with us. While I was out finishing last minute details, Papa Dean had the task of setting up the crib in a spare bedroom. Upon my return, he announced that he had set it up in Jocie's room.

No discussion...just did it...stating that's where it belongs.

I believe the word would be stunned! No one has slept in my angel Jocie's room since she stumbled out of bed and dressed in her ski clothes that dreadful March morning...everything being just as she left it. Everything!

Papa Dean and his wisdom...knowing it is time to push forward with this next step. Ever so gently we chip away at scars that have settled on fragile parents. Taking turns, we nudge each other closer to joy and healing.

Later on that evening, we all swaddled that beautiful babe and put her to sleep in Aunt Jocie's room. The tears flowed easily as I walked away. Baby steps for certain, but monumental to say the least. And it was as it should be. I have been formulating plans for Aunt Jocie's room, and now I believe Olivia will be able to help me carry them through...more baby steps! We'll keep you posted.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The phrase "photo op" or "photo opportunity" was coined years ago by an aide to President Nixon. On occasion he would announce to the White House Press Room that there would be a photo opportunity in the Oval Office. To an amateur photographer the term now refers to any opportunity to snap a great photo.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

So herewith let it be stated...that this post must be read with a pompous fake accent.

It was with great honor that we welcomed the distinguished advocate Lawyer Girl home for the holidays. Her visit consisted of movie watching moments, piano playing, pie making lessons, puzzle solving, skiing of extreme terrain, and sheer madness.

Using deliberate finesse (acquired during her first semester of law school) the distinguished advocate kicked off her winter break with a desire to expand her culinary skills and prowess. Setting her MacBook aside she donned the task of pie crust mastery. Nothing but success for the self titled "Pie maker's apprentice" would be acceptable. Precise rolling of the delicate pastry was involved.

The distinguished advocate was sufficiently careful to use the tool only as a means to make a lattice crust so as not to be construed as assault with a deadly weapon.

It seems evidence points out that the distinguished advocate shows great promise in pie making as well as lawyering skills.

All parties involved had a mutual agreement to have an extensive fabulous time together.

It is implicit that all parties acted in good faith.

It is the court's opinion that the distinguished advocate's father entered into an implied employee contract with the advocate as Jiggy Sticks were made on the premise during the visit.

Furthermore let it be known, that the pooch Izzy may have been under duress when ordered by the distinguished advocate to wear fine Italian leather boots.

The advocate used all manner of cajoling and coercing the court into finishing the aforementioned puzzle until ridiculously late hours on the evening before her departure.

We the jury find that the distinguished advocate is guilty of being sorely missed by the court.